If you had really wanted to be strong, you would not have come from a woman’s womb. For messiahs are quarried from mountains where the sturdy and strong comes from stone. Are you not sorry to have despoiled your land by such limitations? I am weak, don’t you see; I only had streams of milk [Read More...]

Good God Almighty, America, grow the eff up. Seriously, we have become a nation of tattlers. This week has been chock-full of the most pathetic national “discourse” I’ve ever seen. In the midst of the hysterical hysteria over the RFRA, Ryan Anderson’s mic getting cut off and Memories Pizza going up in social media flames [Read More...]

It finally happened — the thing I’ve been dreading since I heard “it’s a girl” for the first time. Another girl body-shamed my daughter. But not the daughter I expected, my oldest, the one wading her way through awkward prepubescence. No, it was my youngest, Charlotte, who’s only in kindergarten. I was there when it [Read More...]

Starbucks really thought it could get America to confess our sins by writing about them on coffee cups. Exploiting collective guilt through overpriced beverages? Well played, Starbucks. Oh no, wait, that was terribly played. That was the most terrible play you’ve made since Chantico was going to “revolutionize the way Americans drink hot chocolate”. (Spoiler [Read More...]

I know, I know — not another zombie show! But iZombie brings the fun to the, er, table. I love this show so much I’m basically incoherent with glee. It feels indecent to be so happy during Lent, but here I am. The least I can do is spread the happiness to the internet. Basically, [Read More...]

On Facebook, Jennifer Fulwiler is asking for 10-word descriptions of worst Mass experiences ever. After my offering, I dug up this old post that inspired it, cut out the boring “moral lesson” at the end, and re-published it for you with a snazzy new title. Please enjoy this account of personal mortification, then go read [Read More...]

Olivia and Emma died a year ago today. It didn’t seem like it could possibly be real then, but time brings the weight of reality to tragedy. We have their prayer cards on our refrigerator. In the morning every day I look at their faces and say a prayer for Sean, Becca, and Vivian. It’s [Read More...]

Yesterday morning I woke up thinking about Mycenae. Sounds weird, I know, but that sun-baked hilltop is a fixed point in my life. Everything changed the day I went to Mycenae. It was so hot when we clambered off the buses. My classmates were eager and bounced ahead of my roommate and me, chattering and [Read More...]

Yesterday was the first day of spring break. We’ve finally reached the sniffly beginning of the end of the Death Virus, but I let the Ogre sleep in a little since we’re both still making up for eons of lost sleep. We all had a long, leisurely breakfast, reveling in the joy of a week [Read More...]